"Say, go through the darkest of days
Heaven's a heartbreak away."

"He has come up a long way from First Dance, eh?"

It was a harmless comment.
But your eyes darkened.

"Yes."
You sounded curt and cold.

Green eyes swept over me,
reminding me of a malicious
and rancorous rainforest,
clashing so much with the fuzzy
green that always gazes from
beneath your eyelids.

"How's Reid?" you continued and I
winced.

"Good, I guess," I said.
It was hard to hide the sadness
in my voice.
But then, why am I feeling the urge to hide it?

"Lost all contact after high school."

For a second you looked dubious.
Then guilty.
Then disappointed.
Then sorry.
Then you walked away with no goodbye,
like that day when you first met Reid.

And darling, if I had known
eight years b a c k,
that that day was the start
of us f
        a
         l
       l
      i
        n
         g
   a p ar t,

I swear,
I would've stayed there
instead of going off with Reid,
hearing 'First Dance' by
Justin Bieber
with you,
over, and over, and over again.

Though it had always been a little
too squeaky for me.

a/n, i know it's wrong but man, I cracked up so hard at the end :P the first line is a lyric from 'let me love you' and artis was talking about justin bieber and not reid. and yes, I know, malicious and rancorous mean the same. but it sounded good to use the both together.